Wen Moshen could detect a tinge of sarcasm in Bai Xiaonian's words. He stuffed his hands into his pocket, nodded, and said, "Go on…"
Bai Xiaonian flashed him her smile that she usually reserved for reporting the morning news. "In June 2014, Lin Nuan went to Iraq. She never once revealed what happened to her while she was there, but after she returned, she underwent counseling with Lu Hanzi, your university classmate, for a long time."
Wen Moshen's mind went blank, and he felt stifled. Even though Bai Xiaonian had casually mentioned it, he felt as though his blood had reached the freezing point and the ice shards were piercing through his bones.
